I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"The Prince of Zhenbei's residence, receive the imperial decree!"

The sound wasn't loud, yet it seemed to possess a soul-piercing magic, instantly spreading throughout the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion. The chilling aura emanating from it caused the hearts of those who had just recovered from the bloodshed to clench again.

The slight festive atmosphere that had just risen in the main hall was instantly washed away by these three words.

All eyes turned to the gate of the Prince's Mansion, their expressions varied.

Soon, a group of people quietly entered the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

The leader, dressed in a dark purple Imperial City Commander's uniform, with a strangely shaped black-sheathed longsword at his waist, had a handsome face that was somewhat eerie, with narrow and cold phoenix eyes. He was none other than the current highest authority of the Imperial City Commander, Commander Tianming.

A man whose very name exudes an aura of death.

Behind him followed three middle-aged men, all dressed in the uniforms of commanders. Their auras were as steady as mountains. They were the three remaining commanders of the Imperial City Division, apart from Jiang Shan and Jiang Feng.

Further behind were hundreds of elite Imperial City Guards, all dressed in black uniforms, their hands on their embroidered spring knives. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and they moved without making a sound, exuding an aura of chilling coldness and deathly stillness.

The cultivation levels of this group of people had all reached the Innate Realm or above, making them far stronger than the Imperial City Guards brought by Jiang Shan.

Tianming walked into the main hall, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the red walls and the dark bloodstains on the carpet that were not yet completely dry. A faint smile appeared on his lips before his gaze finally settled on Chu Tianyuan.

"Prince Chu, Duke Xiao." He nodded slightly, his voice flat and devoid of emotion.

Chu Tianyuan sat upright in the grand chair, not even lifting his eyelids. He simply picked up his teacup, blew on the hot tea, and said in a hoarse voice, "Even the most important imperial decree must wait until my grandson has finished his wedding ceremony."

He paused, then turned his gaze to Uncle Fu, who was standing there stunned, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Fu, continue."

"This..." Uncle Fu looked troubled, glancing at Tianming's group and then at his own lord.

"Continue!" Chu Tianyuan's voice wasn't loud, but it contained an undeniable authority.

"presumptuous!"

Upon hearing this, the three commanders behind Tianming immediately darkened their expressions, and one of them stepped forward, about to lash out.

Tianming raised his hand to stop his subordinates.

His calm, unwavering eyes looked at Chu Tianyuan, and he actually nodded: "Alright, I will wait until you finish your prayers."

He actually agreed.

This action, however, made Chu Tianyuan and Duke Xiao take a second look at him. This young man had managed to rise to the position of Commander of the Imperial City Guard; he was indeed no ordinary person.

Seeing this, Uncle Fu took a deep breath and loudly proclaimed again, "Husband and wife bow to each other!"

Chu Feng and Xiao Nihuang stood facing each other, and under the complex gazes of the entire audience, they slowly bowed to each other.

"The ceremony is complete! Lead them to the bridal chamber!"

With Uncle Fu's final greeting, the wedding, which could be described as the bloodiest and most bizarre since the founding of the Great Qian Dynasty, finally came to an end.

"Alright, now we can announce the decree." Chu Tianyuan put down his teacup and slowly stood up, and Duke Xiao also stood up.

Tianming then took out a bright yellow imperial edict from his bosom and slowly unfurled it.

Everyone in the Prince's mansion, except for Chu Feng and Xiao Nihuang, all had solemn expressions and knelt down one by one to receive the imperial decree.

But there is one exception.

That person was Chu Feng. He stood there with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face, showing no intention of kneeling.

"Kneel down to receive the imperial decree!" A commander shouted sternly when he saw Chu Feng still standing upright.

Chu Feng glanced at him, his expression indifferent: "I don't have the habit of kneeling before others."

"Insolence! With the imperial decree before us, how dare you..." The commander roared in fury.

Tianming waved his hand again, seemingly unconcerned with these formalities. He simply looked at Chu Feng with his cold gaze and slowly began to read the imperial edict:

"By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: The Heir Apparent of the Northern Garrison, Chu Feng, is of an unruly and lawless nature. At his wedding banquet, he openly murdered the Fourth Prince, Lu Ling. The evidence is irrefutable, and I am deeply grieved. The Imperial City Guard is hereby ordered to immediately arrest him, bring him to the palace, and subject him to rigorous interrogation. So be it!"

After the imperial edict was read, the air in the entire main hall seemed to freeze.

Although it was expected, when the imperial edict was finally issued, the overwhelming pressure still made everyone breathless.

"You dare!"

The four legion commanders, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise, suddenly stepped forward, their terrifying killing intent instantly locking onto Tianming and the others. The group of Xuanjia Guards drew their swords fiercely, displaying an attitude that anyone who dared to touch the young master would be killed on the spot.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Hundreds of elite Imperial City Guards instantly drew their Embroidered Spring Blades, their sharp blades gleaming with a chilling light under the lamplight, confronting the four legion commanders and the Xuanjia Guards without showing any weakness.

War is imminent.

Tianming closed the imperial edict, looked at Chu Tianyuan, and said in a calm voice, "Prince Chu, are you planning to disobey the imperial edict?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the outside of the Prince's residence, and said quietly, "This governor reminds Your Highness that there are still 100,000 Imperial Guards standing by in the capital, and moreover..."

As he finished speaking, a faint, chilling aura emanated from the dark corners surrounding the palace, like a venomous snake, lurking in the shadows of everyone.

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow. He could sense that a group of top experts were hiding in the shadows. Their auras were so strong that they had all reached the Grandmaster realm, and there were even experts at the Finger Profound realm hidden among them.

It seems the emperor has gone all out this time and is determined to get rid of him.

"Who dares to touch my brother!" Chu Qingge took a step forward, and the long sword in her hand emitted a clear sword cry. A sharp sword intent soared into the sky, cutting off all the auras that were secretly emanating from it.

Just when the atmosphere was at its most tense, Chu Feng suddenly laughed.

He patted Chu Qingge on the shoulder, signaling her to calm down, then stepped forward, looked at Tian Ming, and said frankly, "I did kill the person. Since Your Majesty wishes to interrogate me, I will go with you."

Everyone was stunned by these words.

"Little Wind!"

"Chu Feng!"

Chu Qingge, Xiao Nihuang, and the others all changed their expressions.

Chu Feng gave them a reassuring look.

Chu Tianyuan gave Chu Feng a deep look, a hint of approval and satisfaction flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

He stepped forward, patted Chu Feng's shoulder heavily, and said in a steady voice, "Go, and remember, you are my grandson, Chu Tianyuan. No one in this capital can make you lose a single hair."

He added, his voice not loud, but clearly heard by everyone present: "Don't worry, they'll bring you back just the same way they took you away."